"Alright, alright! Dear friends! Presumably it has been thought through, this town soul ring poor monk will no longer be recommended, the starting price is 200,000 fairy spirit stones, you can bid! The old monk Yingkong stopped everyone's discussion at this moment and said his word.

"Two hundred thousand in the next place!"

"Three hundred thousand!"

"Five hundred thousand!"

"Six hundred thousand!"

“……”

At this time, in what Han Li heard, even though they had all changed their voices, Han Li could still hear from the extremely fierce sound of the scramble that the people who were vying for this town soul ring were from various different cultivators, and the price was suddenly raised to the level of nearly one million immortal spirit stones.

At this time, Han Li heard a nearby monk who was constantly kicking the lawn and quoted the price of one million immortal spirit stones, so in his flash of thought, he brightly quoted his own price.

"Two million fairy spirit stones!"

Hearing this price, some of the monks were obviously stunned by this somewhat unreasonable offer, and they either turned around or looked at it, but they obviously couldn't tell who the offer was. However, there were still people who were determined to get this town soul ring, and before five or six breaths, an offer that clearly overrode the discussion came out.

"Two million and one hundred thousand immortal spirit stones!"

"Three million fairy spirit stones!"

Han Li's next offer was already behind the man's retracted end, calling out, shocking the audience again, but Han Li had a calm expression. The crowd could not find any flickering spots in his illusory shadow, the voices of the crowd talking. There are discussions about who he is, and there are discussions about whether it is worth it, but it is the rhythm of full flowering.

"Haha! It seems that the Taoist friend who has been silent over there has finally met something agreeable, is he the only one who specializes in beauty? Didn't any of your souls be damaged during your cultivation and spell casting? Bid now! The old monk Yingkong began to stir up.

However, these three million fairy spirit stones are by no means a small amount for them, no matter how good the treasure is, they also have to consider a question of value or not, and Yingkong has also provoked it twice. Finally. It was Han Li who obtained this Soul Suppression Ring.

After handing over 30,000 top-grade immortal spirit stones, Han Lishun got the soul ring, checked it in the spirit realm by himself, and then returned to the blue sky and blue sky. None of the next three auction treasures were able to enter Han Li's eyes. Finally. It was also the turn of the last treasure to be introduced.

"Fellow Daoists! The next treasure. Maybe some people already know, that is, the plastic tencel, what kind of treasure is this plastic tencel. The poor monk believes that the vast majority of Taoist friends will know a thing or two, so let this Dao introduce it again! ”

After the old monk Yingkong finished speaking, at this time he heard wave after wave of sounds, and after several efforts, he slightly suppressed the voices of everyone's discussions, and Yingkong continued to introduce:

"Fellow Daoists, I believe that you all have a spiritual domain, and the spiritual domain will always be more or less damaged in the process of cultivation, and when there are some large cracks in the spiritual domain, the general repair technique can only cover it up, and it is impossible to repair it, at this time, you need to shape the heavenly silk!" After a slight pause, suppressing everyone's discussions, Yingkong continued:

"Fellow Daoists! Because of its unique active shaping power, as long as it is guided by the corresponding technique, the Plastic Silk can automatically repair the cracks, and the repair technique can be described as against the sky, to be honest, the poor monk has not tried it, but you should also be able to know the relevant introduction from most of the classic records. ”

After the old monk finished his introduction, everyone's discussion was even more sensational, some were suspicious, some were disdainful, and some were curious, but a louder voice fell into everyone's ears at this time.

"Reflection! This plastic tencel is so precious, why should it be put up for auction! ”

But at this time, the monk next to this person had already explained to him, but after the old monk lowered some of the argumentative voices, he still chose to explain.

"Fellow Daoists! To be honest, the preciousness of the Celestial Silk is obvious to all, but what this auctioneer wants is by no means those big road goods, and this last auction is to create a dew of the sky! ”

The voice of the words was even more thunderous, but at this moment Han Li was a little calm, he even retreated to the back, bored enough to use the magic trick to test whether these one-way teleportation arrays could be used. No one noticed his move.

"Everyone! Everybody! In fact, for this last auction, the city lord can be said to have taken great pains, not only the shops in the city to publicize, but also to the several immortal palaces in Beihan, I believe that there should be a lot of immortal monarch seniors involved, the poor monk is rude, please bear with the seniors! The old monk Yingkong said again.

Hearing this, under the strong request of everyone, Yingkong finally took out the plastic silk tune. So he first took out a slightly white spatial crystal bead, and then, after wiping the magic trick in his hand, a slightly strange light array had already appeared in front of Han Li and the others, and Han Li looked over.

I saw a light array about the size of a basin, on which were the texts of various light arrays, and some array silk threads, and above the light array, a slender silk thread like a hair was trapped by countless net-like forbidden light. And at the bottom of the light array, there is actually a suppressed talisman, the craftsmanship of this talisman is fine, plus the gold tadpole inscription and silver worm inscription in the book, it is undoubtedly the proprietary talisman made on the Hundred Mountains. Among them, what was suppressed was the same thing as the remaining Celestial Silk that he had stored.

As everyone continued to discuss and watch, some of the monks were still ready to move, but they were suppressed by a huge force when they had just left the ground. Above their heads, the effect of the Forbidden Light Swirl was suppressed, and these people were all suppressed in pain, and some even screamed.

"Everyone! Everybody! The prohibition of this immortal law space, even if it is the predecessor of the immortal monarch, I am afraid it will be difficult to bear, you don't have to make a mistake! The old monk said with a slightly tight expression.

"Let's get started!"

"That's right! Let's get started! ”

This desire to see a wonderful auction became more and more intense, and the old monk Yingkong once again suppressed the voices of everyone, but he said at this time:

"Everyone! Everybody! Before starting, it is necessary for the poor monk to reiterate the meaning of the original owner of this plastic celestial silk, only accept the towering dew, and do not try to replace it with the best fairy spirit stone, otherwise the consequences will never be acceptable to you! After a slight pause, the old monk continued to say:

"Everyone! Everybody! The auction starts now! The starting price is set at 200 drops of towering dew! ”

At this time, hearing the old monk's words, Han Li couldn't help but cast his gaze away, and his five senses were exhausted, he had to tell which person was the magic light at this time. Because after this introduction, Han Li vaguely felt that the amount of towering Heavenly Creation Dew was not necessarily enough.

"Two hundred and fifty drops!"

Finally, a monk who had never asked for a price came out loudly, and the old monk Yingkong had already set his eyes on the person at this time, and soon, the next price code appeared.

"Three hundred and twenty drops!"

A monk on the fringe, who said his price, was quite cautious in terms of asking price, and I am afraid that there were not many of them.

"Five hundred and twenty drops!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone's eyes had condensed the past, and there were also more than one. In Han Li's opinion, it didn't look like it was the magic light, but it was the magic light that was asking for the price.

"It seems that this matter cannot be rushed, and only by taking greater steps can we win steadily." The magic light was secretly thinking in his heart at this moment.

"Five hundred and fifty drops!"

It was the monk who was on the edge who was calling out, and Han Li swept this person away, and it didn't feel like a magic light.

"Seven hundred and thirty drops!"

The magic light came out again, but there was still a remainder, Han Li looked over, a little sure, and a little unsure.

"Haha! Why are there only two bidders, and what about the other Immortal Monarch seniors? The old monk began to raise the price.

"Seven hundred and fifty drops!"

"Eight hundred and sixty drops!"

"Eight hundred and eighty drops!"

"A thousand drops!"

In the end, the magic light directly called out the price of a thousand drops, and in his opinion, this kind of striding price should be able to shock the other party. Sure enough, the monk on the edge had stopped moving. As for Han Li, at this time, he had already determined that this person was the Demon Light, and it seemed that the Demon Light had a chance of winning.

"Fellow Daoist! I doubt you have that much Heavenly Dew! The monk on the edge finally spoke.

"Fellow Daoist! Whether there are enough of them, when you give up, will be revealed! The magic light replied unusually calmly.

"A thousand drops of towering dew, this amount is difficult to reach even if I put it together, who are you?" The monk on the edge spoke.

Because the original voice was changed, and there was also a yin and yang strange accompaniment, no one could hear the change in the tone of the monk who claimed to be Xiao Jin. But many other people, when they heard Xiaojin's name, they all started talking loudly.

From the voices of these people's discussions, Han Li could tell that Xiao Jin was actually still an Immortal Monarch, an Immortal Monarch of the Golden Han Immortal Palace, and a second-order Immortal Monarch. However, in a short time, Han Li had already heard the man's voice, and he was even more sure that it was the magic light.

"It's true that it can't be compared with you in the next, but in the next is to represent Erzun, how much strength you have, and when you give up for a while, you will know." The magic light went silently.

As soon as they heard the name of Erzun, everyone was surprised, and the voice of the discussion revealed awe of the name of Erzun. Han Li looked at the old monk who could clearly see the change in his expression, and his eyes were filled with surprise and awe. As for the immortal monarch who called himself Xiao Jin over there, he still didn't say anything more in the end.

And the old monk Yingkong, who was barely able to recover his appearance, couldn't be guilty of either, he swallowed slightly, looked at the two of them with a smile, and finally asked if there was anyone bidding, and finally determined that this plastic Tiansi belonged to the magic light. When Han Li heard this, he also felt relieved satisfaction in his heart. (To be continued......)